163. Chapter 163 Lord of Dunhuang City

Author: Chi Longying

Chapter 163 Dunhuang City Lord

Xiao Luo glanced at the woman screaming in pain on the ground, and realized that she had suffered such a disaster just because of a barley cake.

"Let them go."

Xiao Luo said calmly among thousands of people on cavalry.

The jumping torches made his face even more beautiful, and the corners of his clothes were blown by the wind, making him look like an immortal.

But Rouran Iron Cavalry knew that he was not a fairy, but a devil.

The team arrived at Wula Peak and saw the corpse of Geng Luozi, as well as the strange way of death of 20,000 Rouxuan Town cavalry.

No one smiles so happily before they die.

But unfortunately, all these 20,000 people kept smiling, as if they were collectively participating in a carnival, and their lives were silently taken away in the joy.

The leader immediately divided his troops into four groups and pursued them in four directions.

They saw the big river over there, and the leader said, follow the river.

After chasing the yurt and threatening her a few times, the herdsmen handed over the woman who had given Xiao Luo highland barley cakes.

I thought that the swordsman from the Central Plains had escaped, but unexpectedly he walked in and walked into the encirclement.

"Let them go?"

The leader sneered, took off his iron mask and threw it to the ground.

"The person you are looking for is me, there is no need to implicate innocent people."

Xiao Luo tried to reason, even if the woman who gave him the barley cake was at fault and should not be kind to strangers, the other herdsmen had nothing to do with it.

"Innocent? Hahaha!"

The leader looked up to the sky and laughed, his Adam's apple sliding up and down.

He finally finished laughing, then took off a spear from the side of the saddle and shot the woman on the ground.

The moment he moved the gun, Xiao Luo also moved, and the wind in his palm was like a violent wave, and he slapped the spear aside.

The man's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect Xiao Luo to save him.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

A ferocious smile appeared on the man's face: "Listen up, my name is Yelu Dongfang. I am the nephew of the late emperor and the grandson of Yelu Hongcai. I am now personally appointed by the empress as the Right Minister of the Military Department of Xijing, and I am granted the title of General of the State, Temperance and Rou.

But there are four military towns."

After hearing Yeludong Bed's long introduction of himself, Xiao Luo just raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ye Ludong Bed is on your Beimang Grandmaster Ranking List, and his status is not as good as Hong Jingyan's, right?"

Hong Jingyan was killed by Xiao Luo, let alone Yeludong Bed who was not as good as him.

"That waste! He killed 20,000 Rouran cavalry. If he is still alive, I will personally take his head."

Xiao Luo understood clearly that this Yelu Dongfeng was just a member of the royal tent who was promoted by the empress because of his good background and high family background.

"Then I hope you can hold on longer than Hong Jingyan."

The Heavenly Sword was unsheathed, and the golden light shone brightly.

The fight was about to start anyway, and Xiao Luo didn't want to waste any time.

Yeludong's bed is in the Great Vajra Realm, and he is a young hero who grew up on horseback. He has rich practical experience and is comparable to the Zhixuan Realm.

In Beimang, it is not a very special thing to kill Zhixuan with King Kong.

Yelu Dongtang had confidence in himself. He waved his spear and faced Tian Zhan.

However, as soon as they struck each other, Yelu Dongtang knew that he was wrong. Spear versus sword, long versus short, and immediately facing down the horse. He had an absolute advantage in strength, but he was knocked back by the sword.

The war horse under his crotch neighed and screamed in pain, having been injured by the sword energy.

Yeludong jumped off his horse, raised his gun and attacked again. Suddenly, the shadow of the gun was like a dragon, breaking through the sky and splitting the clouds, making it unstoppable.

Xiao Luo raised his sword again, and his true energy penetrated the sword body, breaking it with force.

The swords and spears collided, and there was another loud bang, which shocked the hearts of thousands of people. The ground seemed to have been struck by lightning, and even the torch in the hands of the cavalry jumped suddenly.

What a strong sword energy.

After trying the two moves, Yelu Dongfeng felt fearful. He was a relative of the emperor and had countless legacies left by his ancestors. He was not the kind of ordinary person who would sacrifice his life for military glory.

The most common thing his grandfather Yelu Hongcai said to him was: "Life is the most precious. Without life, there is nothing."

Therefore, Yeludong cherishes his life in bed, and he has never really fought with his life in a battle.

In previous battles, he didn't need to use all his strength. For example, in this battle, there were six thousand cavalry behind him.

When leading troops, you must give them the opportunity to win military glory.

So Yeludong retreated from the bed, waved his spear, and shouted one word: "Charge!"

As the cavalry swept in from behind, Yelu Dongbed slowly withdrew from the team and exited the burning yurt.

He understands why Hong Jingyan died, and is glad that Hong Jingyan is dead. Hong Jingyan is better than him, so there is nothing to say about him escaping from the battlefield.

The empress withdrew his military power from four towns at most, but with his grandfather here, he would make a comeback soon.

Xiao Luo naturally didn't know what Yelu Dongtang was thinking, but he would not let Yeludong Tong escape, otherwise not only the herdsmen here, but perhaps more herdsmen would die because of him.

When the sword rises, the light comes.

In this move, Xiao Luo used 100% of his skill, and the sword light was like the wings of the wind, sweeping thousands of miles away.

He rushed towards the six thousand cavalry.

When the wind blows and the light shines, the charging cavalry, like the cavalry in Rouxuan Town, smile sincerely.

The light unfolds before our eyes, and everyone enters the world they desire.

Including those heavily armored war horses.

The evil intention disappeared, the murderous intention collapsed, everyone slowed down and put down the weapons in their hands.

Xiao Luo rushed in front of the cavalry's horses, then rushed into the formation and kept charging forward.

Wherever the sword light struck, heads rolled down, war horses fell down, and torches fell to the ground.

The herdsmen who were driven together saw the most terrifying scene in their lives, which was absolute massacre and absolute demon.

The herdsmen knelt down, looking at Xiao Luo's back and kowtowing: "The God of Light is above! The God of Light is above!"

The crippled woman was lying on the ground, staring at Xiao Luo. She didn't know whether it was fear or excitement, but she actually gave the God of Light a piece of highland barley cake.

It didn't take long to slaughter six thousand cavalry.

But Yeludong Bed had fled far away.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Luo gave up the idea of ​​pursuing Yelu Dong's bed. There were too many people like this in Beimang. Killing one would not solve the tradition of Beimang nobles treating human life as nothing.

What's more, he killed more people.

Xiao Luo walked to the river, washed Tianzhan, washed his hands, then went upstream to find his horse, and headed east again at night.

After this fight, I felt hungry again.

But from this moment on until he reached Dunhuang City, Xiao Luo never approached the herdsmen again, let alone begged them for food or water.

After running for three consecutive days, he finally arrived at Dunhuang City.

This is a large city located on the east side of the grassland. It is an important transportation route connecting Northern Li and an important gateway for tea and horse trade.

Different from the simple city built with tiles, Dunhuang City was entirely built with giant bluestones, supplemented by logs and rice mortar. The walls were six feet high, with a gate on each side.

Due to the commotion of the swordsmen from the Central Plains, the entire territory of Beimang was under martial law. Although the gates of Dunhuang City were not completely closed, the inspections entering the city were much stricter than before.

Especially to outsiders.

If you cannot provide strong proof of identity, you will be treated as a spy and thrown into jail.

Xiao Luo looked at the city gate from a distance, thinking about how to find Li Fanxi and the other two.

At that time, Su De only said that he would be sent to Dunhuang City, but he did not say what to do in Dunhuang.

At this time, Li Fanxi had indeed entered Dunhuang, and was lying in the palace of the city lord, eating melons brought from the Western Regions, and was served by two girls.

From Tibingshan to Dunhuang, they walked and wielded swords all the way. Fortunately, Su De's dried body was very light and did not put too heavy a load on Li Fanhu.

When the two arrived at the gate of Dunhuang City, Su De said something to the defenders in Beimang dialect, and the defenders let them in with a flattering look on their faces.

Su De then instructed Li Fan to send him to the city lord's mansion.

After entering the city lord's palace, the person who came out to greet them was a very beautiful girl. She was Song Xiaofu, the current city lord of Dunhuang City.

Song Xiaofu was the niece of the previous city lord and his only relative. When the previous city lord died, she was named to take over the position of city lord.

The empress readily accepted this and wrote the appointment certificate in her own handwriting.
To be continued...